The morning starts like normal.

The sun rises over the mountains off to the east.

I am lying in my bed thinking about what the day will hold. This is the day for the ski areas Ski Naked Day. The day when everyone gets down to the bare essentials and skis the slopes. What should I wear? I know that it will only be on for a short time.

Something easily shed on the slopes. The drive up to the ski area seems so long, but finally I arrive. Everything seems the same at the base area. Everyone is wearing clothes.

Grabbing my skis and boots out of the car, I begin to put them on. Ski over to the ski lift. Up to the top of the mountain I go. Looking down, I see some girls who have taken their tops off, going down the slope. Their white breasts glowing from the sun. The cold air has aroused their pink little nipples, making them stand up, hard. I begin to feel that little bit of sensation that a guy detects when something has made him aroused. Moving up to the top of the mountain, the chairlift meets its destination. I get off the chair, and ski to the side of the mountain.

There, I meet this group of guys and girls who I recognize. The guys are some of my classes at college, the girls are ones that I dream about while staring at their bodies in class, wondering what those soft round forms in their blouse look, feel, taste like. The group then begins to strip. First the guys, who take off their shirts, showing their white upper torso. Then down to their pants, while the girls still dressed, watch with much interest.

Guys take off pants, then down goes their underwear, mine too. I see that my length is shrunken up because of the cold. The other guys lengths are the same too. All sizes but cold and shrunken.

The girls eyes staring down at our lengths. You can see that they want to eat now. Now it is their turn. Time for the girls to disrobe, strip down and bare the sensual dreams that would have made me explode during class.

The girls shyly remove their coats, looking around, seeing if anyone is watching. They then pull off their turtlenecks, sweaters, t-shirts, whatever they were wearing. Now they have their bras on all of them. Pants are still on too.

They then begin to unbutton, unzip their jeans. Pulling them down their sweet tanned legs. Some of them have pink panties on, while others are wearing black, white, light blue panties. Those panties hide, cover their lucious sweet patches and soft yet firm soft placees.

Now they stand in their bras and panties, slightly red for the blushing.

I guess some of them may never really gone naked in public, maybe some of them were virgins. The moment now came. The time was for the bras and panties to go. Me and the other guys were not so shrunken anymore. Our lengths not fully erect, but not just laying there either. The girls noticed this changes too. The intensity building, the girls take off their bras, to reveal the white little, medium and even some large breasts. Tits! Oh how I wish I could kiss them, toy them, tickle them with my tongue. The girls were now blushing more. The redness now showed just above their white to partially tanned breasts. The cold air took contol of their young nipples, making them erect, hard. As well, our lengths were now up and standing up.

The girls were quite aroused. Ok, it was time for the panties to come off. This was going to be so good. My minds was spinning, getting a little light-headed thinking about those wonderful colors, of pubic hair, the lovely sex spots.

The girls slowly move their hands down to their top of their panties, putting their fingers inside and without haste, the panties are off. Everyone of them is now showing what was hidden from my eyes all those days in classes.

My length was fully erect, pulsing, red hot even though the air was cold. Some of the girls had red pubic hair, some were black, brown, blondish, and there was even a couple who shaved it completely so that their belly went all the way down to this little slit slightly hidden. I could see that the girls were more interested in something else than skiing. The guys sensed it too. All of us with our hard lengths, erect and waiting to find a warm place to rest and feel good. The girls kinda shy but not completely move towards the trees.

I seeing that one girl inparticular seems to take an interest in my standing length.

She winks, and moves towards me.

Rubbing her fuzzy little brown softness next to my cold hard length. She moves closer and kisses my lips, while her cold perky nipples nearly spook my chest. Those cold hard nipples, pressing against my body.

Her lovely patch teasing my shaft.

She moves her tongue down my mouth.

We are bonded at the mouth, exploring each others tongue. I fall back, landing on my clothes. My soft place never touching the snow, while her now warm body on top of mine just drives me crazy. She then takes her attentions lower, moving from my stomach, down to my length and begins to toy it and swallow it. Taking it in and out of her mouth, toying my lengths head, teasing its ridge. She then goes to my balls toying them, slurping my balls, as they become harder.

She then suck my shaft along the side. My length is getting wet with her sweet saliva. She then takes my length and sticks it ever so gently in her fuzzy patch. Then further down to her pink soft edges. I feel her wetness, it is warm. Now my length goes into those precious lips, feeling its home, warmth.

I feel her contract, I hear her moan.

Her breast are now fully aroused as I massage them.

Feeling her softness, then her hard nipples. My length begins to pulsate more and more, as her soft edges close a little tighter around my shaft.

My length is building up, about to explode. She senses it too but wants to taste it. She pulls my length out of her softness and sucks me so hard that I contract every muscle in my body. Feeling my body then let go.

I shoot such a spray into her mouth.

She drinks like it was some delicious milkshake, making sure no drop is wasted.

She sucks my length completely dry.

My length then becomes soft. She then gets up, puts her skis on, and says see you at the bottom. I sit there with my limp length, not wanting to get up, but to just think about what has just happened and what could happen later, maybe that evening. Who knows.